I was sleeved on January 2nd. Starting weight was 286 and I'm down to 263. I'm 5'8". The first two days were tough. I was nauseated and hungry as hell. I was starting to regret it. A week out, I mourned food....literally. I was so depressed. It rained for two weeks straight, I couldn't go outside and I couldn't eat my beloved food. I was like a junkie detoxing. I was depressed and couldn't run to food for comfort. Gradually, the weight started coming off and I was no longer short of breath while walking or putting on shoes. My energy levels improved. My clothes were looser. I chew my food better, and I just need to slow my eating down. Today, I broke into a run chasing my daughter through the house : she said "momma! Do you realize that you actually RAN??!!" There was no breathlessness, either! These small victories are wonderful and make me plug on. It hasn't been easy but I would do it again. I have less pain in my weight-bearing joints, too. Every day I enjoy a new little victory. As hard as it was at first, I'd do it again tomorrow!
@Jcbailey...I also work at a hospital and as I was reading her symptoms, sepsis is the first diagnosis that came to my mind also. You just don't mess around with a postop infection...
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